Release

I’m going to regift this story to you and hope that one day, its contents will signify something more profound than my journey through anger and hurt. Perhaps you’ll open your heart up to something more and learn to be mindful of how your actions may mislead and confuse others. Logic tells me that this is a fucking stupid idea but goddamn, in this moment I am fearless. I am doubtful I will ever hear from you again, and that’s okay.

As I edge ever closer to the red post box that will relinquish all of my creative control to the December enigma, I feel calm. This will be my little secret for the foreseeable future but if you ask whether I wrote it, I won’t say no. The piece immortalised the way I felt at a moment in history, now months old, and I have come such a long way since. “I’ll taste the devil’s tears, drink from his soul but I’ll never give up you.”

With that, her voice has now been handed over to be sorted with all the other voices carrying the weight of stories she has never lived. You will always be remembered, thank you. I will continue down the path of dreams, with one foot in front of the other. I will follow my Aquarius heart for she has never led me astray. Which makes sense because she is me, and I am her.